On April 6th, Carter turned 2-years-old! He is still just the cutest little boy
that has ever existed on this planet. I think he had a pretty good
birthday. We gave him a Little Tikes Cozy Truck, that he can climb into
and play in. He LOVED it! He seriously played in it ALL day today. He
also got a few Little People things from my mom and from Kim...a little
dump truck, and an airplane. I attempted to make chocolate cupcakes from
scratch, and, of course, they turned out like crap. Then I made peanut
butter frosting to put on them, and it was REALLY rich. Carter didn't
even eat his whole cupcake, so that's definitely not saying much.
I
know he loved his truck today, but I think he was kindof just in a bad
mood. He has been in a bad mood a lot lately. I don't know if it's
because he's just been sick forever, or if it's because he's still
working on getting those back molars, but whatever it is, I'm just
getting pretty sick of it. He's barely eating anything, and he refuses
to even look at the camera for me to take a picture of him and it's like
he hardly smiles and just whines all day. I feel like the poor little
guy is depressed! It makes me feel sad. I seriously have no idea what's
going on with him. I wish he would just be happy. He was eating pretty
good a few weeks ago too, and now he's being so picky and crazy about
food. He just always wants to get down for his high chair, after he's
taken like 3 bites.
Although he's being absolutely crazy lately, he
is still always filled with loves for me. He is definitely a mama's boy.
He gives me kisses, and hugs and snuggles, and basically wants me to
hold him all day. This can be a good thing and a bad thing.
At 2-years-old Carter....
-Loves
his sister, and SOMETIMES they play so cute together, but they can
barely play with each other without fighting screaming, biting, and
gnashing of teeth.
-He is really starting to talk more. He tries to
say anything that we say. He can say "baby", "ruck" (truck), "eat",
"milk", "puppy", "wuv oo" (love you), "tank shoo" (thank you), "auri"
(sorry), "dada", "mommy", "didter" (sister), "up", "yesh" (yes), "owie",
"uh-oh", "show", "more pease" (please), "poopoo", "ball", "book",
"mamma" (grandma), "papa" (grandpa), "bopple" (bottle), "potty", "baff"
(bath), "tick" (stick), "bike", "mine!", "NO", "baa oon" (balloon),
"treat", "cheese", "shoes" ....those are a lot of the words that you can
actually understand. He tries to say many more words, that probably
Adrian and I are the only ones that actually understand what he's
saying. It's so cute. I really love this stage when they really start to
talk. He seriously has the cutest little voice!
-He knows his animals, and can imitate many of their sounds
-He
likes to watch shows, and will constantly take one off of the shelf and
bring it over to me if he wants to watch it. Right now he really likes
to watch "Tangled."
-He LOVES to help me in the kitchen. Whenever I
start cooking anything, he runs into the kitchen and starts pushing a
chair over to the counter, so he can stand on it and "help" me.
-He loves to be outside, and while out there, his favorite thing to play with is sticks.
-He still loves to growl and make crazy noises.
-He
can be very aggressive, and is constantly hitting and biting. The
biting has slowed down, but he hits when he gets excited. Makes no
sense.
-Just recently he saw me holding another baby, and now he
always says "baby" and wants me to hold him laying in my arms like a
baby.
-He likes to watch "Curious George"
-He and Alexis LOVE to play "puppy", where they crawl around and bark, and act like dogs.
-He likes to sit on Adrian's lap and slap his face.
-He loves to climb on EVERYTHING, especially up onto the arm of the couch, so he can look out the window.
-He has the strangest obsession with trying to fit into really small spaces...backpacks for example. Silly.
-He loves baths, and loves to splash like crazy.
-He loves to be naked.
-He likes to read stories.
-He loves play-doh, and loves to cut things and tear them apart
-He LOVES Adrian's power tools
-He
probably survives mostly on bread. If we have any sort of bread with a
meal, he will usually eat that, and barely eat anything else on his
plate.
-He sleeps through the night really well, but will only take about an hour and a half nap every day. Sometimes less.
To
sum it, Carter is one crazy, fun, adorable, sweet, loving little boy. I
am beyond grateful to have him as my son. Although his recent crazy
behavior is driving me nuts, I just can't get enough of him. He still
has the most adorable, kissable cheeks ever, and I can't keep my lips
off of them all day. I'm so glad he still likes to let me snuggle him.
He is truly a little angel.